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Mickey Crawford | Ph: Mikael Jansson

Mickey Crawford | Ph: Mikael Jansson

My greatest fear

So, there I was, standing at the cliff looking down into a certain sort of abyss, where no, there were no monsters hiding below but a subliminal force that forces you to confront your darkness fear. I was looking into it and the more I stared, the more I realised that I was looking into my heart and myself. I decided to jump in and then, amazingly, it almost felt as if I was enveloped by this strange glitter tunnel that led me into a minimalistic white room that hums in a static tone and it was all quiet except for this incessant hum.

Tangled

I was desperately trying to type something to express the tangled thoughts in my head. I cannot decide or unravel the emotions that are swirling around like a multi-faceted pool full of dark and bright colours. They’re happy and they’re sad, they’re afraid yet they’re also uncharacteristically brave.

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Loren Kemp in The Guardian Weekend by Andrew Woffinden

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It’s a time-honored tradition at Navy homecomings – one lucky sailor is chosen to be first off the ship for the long-awaited kiss with a loved one.
Today, for the first time, the happily reunited couple was gay.

The dock landing ship Oak Hill has been gone for nearly three months, training with military allies in Central America.

As the homecoming drew near, the crew and ship’s family readiness group sold $1 raffle tickets for the first kiss. Petty Officer 2nd Class Marissa Gaeta bought 50 - which is actually fewer than many people buy, she said, so she was surprised Monday to find out she’d won.

Her girlfriend of two years, Petty Officer 3rd Class Citlalic Snell, was waiting when she crossed the brow.

They kissed. The crowd cheered. And with that, another vestige of the policy that forced gays to serve in secrecy vanished.

By Corinne Reilly
The Virginian-Pilot
© December 21, 2011

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“Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me?”

— Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via quote-book)

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“It’s amazing how you can get so far from where you’d planned, and yet find it was exactly where you needed to be.”

— Sarah Dessen (via girlwithoutwings)

(Source: quote-book)